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Dragged out to some godawful place outdoors once more, Ty folded his arms tightly across his chest, hunching over in what little shade the tiny tree beside him gave. He was determined to be as difficult and irritating as possible, in revenge for being taken out to this dumb place. Nothing was exciting about a lake. It was just a flat expanse of water with some grass and trees. The dorms were nicer, and far cooler. He didn't need fresh air, he could get air indoors.

"No. It's an awful day." Some more clouds, and maybe even a bit of rain and thunder definitely would have been more his aesthetic. Squinting at Levi irritably, he shook his head defiantly at the mention of a picnic. That sounded worse, actually sitting and intentionally eating food outside. Food tasted better when there were no bugs and birds queueing for a taste of your stuff. "Go catch your own stupid fish. I don't wanna." Grunting, Ty hunched over further, drawing his torso into as tight a ball as his large body could manage. Sweat beaded on his forehead, and once again he could feel the affects of overdressing, and dressing in dark clothing. Suffering in silence, he decided that he would turn himself into a raven if it got too gross outside. Not to catch a stupid fish, of course, but to go straight on home. "I wanna go home, there aren't any snacks here it's boring and hot. Is that a bug? There's an ant on my leg and I'm very upset and I hate this and I hate the sun, and the heat. And I hate water. And grass." Flapping his hand at the ant, he hissed as a second ant trailed up his pant leg. Squishing them both, he flicked them off his clothes, folding himself right back up into a miserable little ball.

<div align=center> In an effort to burn the afternoon, the Nephilim had been soaring over the grounds with little else to do. It was too nice to be staying indoors but, without a group of some sort to hang out with, he just opted for the easy route of entertainment by going out to fly. And while the pleasant summer air did feel refreshing against his face a small, agitating cramp grew in the muscles of his right wing. Not wanting to inadvertently plummet to his untimely death, he staggered to a lofty bough of a nearby tree and stationed himself on two legs rather effortlessly. Though he was initially focused on rolling his shoulders to ease out the discomfort he couldn't help but to get that nagging feeling of someone nearby... And not just through a conversation of sorts, either.

Looking around Jericho tried to direct his attention to the source of not just the noise but the emotion of a group of people. Being empathetic it was easy to pick up bickering if he was at least in a reasonable range of someone. Well, it turns out he was.

Normally it wasn't his thing to be in someone's business or even give a sideways glance to an average looking couple of any sort. But following a glance to the ground Jericho spotted a duo that was anything but. With one having horns, a tail and wings it was clear he wasn't from anywhere earthly. The other however drew his attention on a more spiritual level simply due to the agitation that practically reeked off of him. The winged boy chuckled, rolling his eyes. Now this was quite the spectacle.

Following a brief bout of pondering Jericho delved into his curiosity for just what was up with these two, er... 'People'. He could have sworn he had saw them somewhere around before and/or vaguely heard rumors about one of them. He reached into his pocket to check the clock on his phone. At least he had some time before his boyfriend would wake up for the night, if he hadn't already. Besides, it was always nice making be friends, even if he knew himself we wasn't exactly welcome company off the bat.

"Aw c'mon, quit your whining. It really is a nice day out." Well, so much for a 100% polite introduction. Not being excessively rude either, Jericho smiled sideways at them as he landed from the tree with a bit of a stumble. But no one saw that. Hopefully. He leaned against the tree he had perched on earlier, folding in his wings a bit with a hand gesturing to the sky. "Sorry for crashing your guys' date if I did. But I just got some really bad vibes from up there and just wanted to make sure that you two weren't gonna kill each other or something like that."</div>

Ty grunted, protesting the anthill in his own way. He expected them to go around him, not over him. Not even the ants respected him, and that made his mood sour even worse for some reason.
An unfamiliar voice scolding him made him bristle, and Ty immediately stood. He would not enjoy the day, especially now that a complete stranger had told him to.
The stranger hopped down from his perch, leaning against a tree. Ty narrowed his eyes, the face was mildly familiar to him, though he couldn't put a name to it. Well, it didn't much matter anyway, he would hate the stranger with or without a name.

"Fuck you. It's not a date, you piece of shit. Say that again and I'll punch you in the dick. I'll end up killing you before I kill him." His temper was shorter with the obnoxious heat, and his hostility was through the roof. He could temper it if it was just Levi making comments, but he had even less patience with strangers. Especially strangers that called him gay. Standing straight up, Ty was please to see that he was just a little bit taller than the rude stranger. How dare he call him gay? If anything, this oversized bird looked more like a gay man than he did.

<div align=center>Great to see this was hitting it off horrendously. Though initially it seemed that one of them didn't mind his presence that quickly shifted to disgust at Jericho's assumption. From far away they did look kinda close to each other and in more ways than one. Not like there was anything wrong with that but the duo before him disagreed. Especially the grumpy one in weather-inappropriate attire.

Taken back a bit Jericho eased himself, holding his hands up as to show he wasn't a threat. He couldn't even fight if he wanted to over something as trivial as this. "Woah woah easy there tiger. Just take a breath and relax. You're gonna give yourself an ulcer bein so high strung." Jesus, this man needed serious anger management therapy, or so he thought to himself. His own head was starting to a he with the seething hatred that emanated off of him. But that wouldn't stop the dumb half-angel from provoking these guys even more. The winged man then straightened himself up, trying to pull on a more innocent smile. "Sorry if I was barking up the wrong tree there. Could have sworn you two were a thing or something, but I shouldn't have stupidly assumed. I'm really sorry. Just please don't punch me in the dick, I kinda need it." With a chuckle then he took a step forward, though cautious of the both of them. The one kid reeked of demon, and god forbid he trust something from hell. But anyway, that didn't give him an excuse to not give another shot at an intro.

"Anyway I'm gonna ignore that whole little thing and start over. I'm Jericho. Jericho O'Malley. I've seen you guys around the school before I guess but uh... I guess I never talked to you all or whatever." He shrugged. "What're your guys' names?"</div>

Ty snarled quietly, defying the request to relax. Who had time for relaxing when there was a dick in front of him that needed to be punched? He didn't know whether this guy had plans to have kids but after this encounter he sure wouldn't need them. The snide smile the awful creature gave them only pushed his irritation higher, and he braced himself for the impeding temper tantrum. He made no comment to Levi, anyway. He would probably miss the little shit, but Jericho didn't need to know that.

"I'm ... Tyberius." The name came out of him slowly; he was unwilling to share too much information about himself, but he supposed that it would probably end up coming out in this conversation, anyway. No point in trying to hide it. "You look like some kind of overgrown pigeon. You an escaped science experiment?" Quietly celebrating at his own joke, Ty examined the other boy with masked interest. He looked incredibly familiar, and it was starting to get on his nerves that he couldn't figure out exactly where he had heard or seen of him before. Huffing, Ty crossed his arms tightly into his chest, adopting a standoffish stance.

<div align=center>Now they were getting somewhere. Though unfortunately it seemed the two despised him still Jericho brushed this off as he figured he'd be able to restore a reputation of sorts eventually. At least he wasn't dead- or even worse, castrated- yet. So there was still hope.

Of course as he got their names ridicule returned back to him as well. Fair enough. Confusion on his species seemed to be there as well as they demanded an explanation for him, particularly coming from the demon-looking one. But just as he opened his mouth to answer him the other was clever enough to insult his appearance. Not wanting to glare and make everything worse Jericho kept his composure. Pigeon? He thought, practically scoffing at the taunt. "As if." He grumbled, though smiled a bit once again. "Nah, I'm a Nephilim. Half angel half man." He then chuckled. "But if it's easier for you to remember just think of me as a fallen angel." He honestly doubted the two were very much into biblical creatures, or really cared about his identity for that matter. "Okay so now I gotta ask you two the same thing. You guys are...?" One looked like some sort of hell cretin and the other like some sort of brooding Hot Topic kid. Attractive, nonetheless. "Oh, but it's... Nice to meet you Levi and Tyberius. " Nice indeed.</div>